Friday, August 10, 2007

Excuse My French, But...

If you're one of those self-righteous white assholes who keep telling me that I am making a mistake if I do not raise my kids in the suburbs, FUCK YOU. I happen to be among the small minority of enlightened individuals who realize that you don't solve problems by running from them. Fuck Penfield. Fuck Perinton. Fuck Webster. Fuck Perinton. Fuck Spencerport. And fuck you. I am sick and tired of hearing the same old shit from you. "You can't raise a child in the city." "The city is a warzone." "City kids are a bunch of worthless niggers."

Say what you want (and that last one is for those of you who think it but are too weak to just admit being neanderthalesque bigots), but every year, dozens of bright young men and women (of all races, ethnicities, and genders) graduate from our city schools to ultimately become doctors, lawyers, writers, actors, politicians, and other active members of our society. And, despite the constant condescension that they must deal with from naive assholes like you; they do end up making it. I know, I know. It's almost laughable to think about a Rochester City School grad being an honors student at the University of Rochester, let alone Harvard. But guess what? It happens year in and year out. Those of us that give a fuck about the future of this city will continue to live here and continue to raise our children here. You armchair quarterbacks who front like "liberals" but reside in Pittsford because you "want the best for your kids" can simply go fuck yourself. If you are like-minded, I encourage you to join me. This city is nothing without the commitment of people like you. And the rest of you, enjoy watching your community crumble, and thank you for being such great Christians. Now rot in Hell.